The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

They enjoy human struggle and use human panic as the crown of their glory.

This is why Leon doesn't like the elves.

After all, they are a different race. No matter what kind of bean sprouts they are, they all share the same arrogance that looks down on humans.

These flower sprouts may not intentionally torture humans like the Dark Eldar, but they don't mind using alien races as their touchstones.

He is just a remnant of an ancient empire, where does his confidence come from?

However, this also proves that the Ark Eldar are not here for these colonists. These colonists are not a threat to the Savage Eldar, and the White Bean Sprouts will not deliberately make a trip for them.

Leon continued searching the Thinker system and found some records of weapons entering the warehouse. He carefully checked and found that these should be the non-Imperial standard weapons in Renault's hands.

Leon pointed at the strange-looking plasma rifle in Renault's hand and asked: "Where did you get these weapons?"

"I found it in the ruins."

Raynor answered honestly, then pulled Tychus, who had just visited the ruins, over and said, "You tell me."

Tychus grinned, pointed to the bandage under his ribs that was still bleeding, and said:

"The valley to the north, but those pointy-eared bastards have already taken it over. Renault sent me in to get some more weapons, but when I sneaked in, I found the place full of pointy-eared bastards wearing armor. They even wore masks, and their gear was fancier than the whores in the camp."

Skull mask? Is this a warrior from the Eldar clan?

And what kind of ruins could yield such sophisticated equipment?

Leon raised his eyebrows and took the weapon from Renault. Under Renault's shocked gaze, he disassembled the weapon into its parts in a few seconds, like taking apart a toy.

"The foundation of the dark ages..."

Li Ang pondered.

Although the design style is completely different, he can be sure that the weapon in front of him is of human style.

However, the Empire's plasma weapons pursued single-shot power, often at the expense of overload risk. However, this one used multiple heat sinks, and even the internal generator set did not use a thermonuclear fusion core.

Human weapons may be varied and bizarre, but most of them share a common origin. As a race that gleaned scraps from the Dark Age of Technology, even if they made subsequent design improvements, the most fundamental elements must still have come from that era.

But this difference...

Leon could tell that the person who designed it placed great emphasis on sustained fire and safety, sacrificing power accordingly. Anyone who could think this way was definitely not a member of the Mechanicus.

Are they the ruins left behind by other pocket empires of the same human race during the Great Crusade?

Even so, it didn't explain the Eldar's interest in human relics. Even if they contained relics from the Dark Age of Technology, the self-proclaimed Eldar would have disdained them.

Leon thoughtfully reassembled the weapon and threw it back to Raynor. Raynor saw Leon's curiosity and offered, "If you're interested in the ruins, we can lead the way."

He believed that the Emperor's angels were enough to deal with those Eldar. But Leon just waved his hand.

"No rush, we just need to take it slow and steady."

He issued orders to the transport fleet still on the equator. Under Raynor's shocked eyes, hundreds of landing craft were released by the transport fleet and approached their position densely.

"How many people did you bring with you?"

"Enough to deal with any unexpected situation."

Leon replied.

As the roar of the first landing craft's engines gradually faded, the Undead Warriors, clad in CMC power armor, stepped out of the hatch. Having learned from the Imperial Fists, they quickly dispersed and began to skillfully set up a defensive line.

At the same time, more landing craft landed one after another. Mechanical priests, accompanied by servoskulls and labor servitors, filed out and began directing large-scale construction machinery to level the land.

Modular prefabricated building components were unloaded one after another, and automated construction servitors immediately began assembling temporary command centers and fortifications. The air was filled with the hissing of plasma cutters and the clatter of hydraulic hammers.

The modular engineering of the holographic casting module once again played its magic in terms of speed.

"In just a few days, this will become our unbreakable starting point."

Urquidex, who was in charge of commanding the priests, assured Leon.

Li Ang nodded, indicating that he already knew.

No matter what those bean sprouts are planning, from now on, he will not be the one who is anxious.

The ones who should be anxious are the bean sprouts.

-

Prophet Isram is indeed a little anxious now.

His fingers gently stroked the crystal, and the omen flickering on the crystal surface made his already pale face even gloomier.

Beside him, the battlemaster Keldos was drawing tactical marks for deploying teams on the projection. Each mark represented a possible hiding place of the Undead Overlord.

They did not come to this planet to deal with humans.

In reality, they were hunting down a Necron Overlord who had entered the country without authorization, plundered their small ark, and fled thousands of miles away.

The Necrons were the final victors of the War in Heaven, but after their victory, they were so devastated that they surrendered the entire galaxy and vanished into obscurity, allowing the Eldar to become the new overlords of the galaxy.

The Eldar had gotten a great advantage, but they would not thank the Necrons for this advantage. Instead, they were extremely wary of the race that could defeat their creators. Any trace of the Necrons would be tracked down to the end.

Even so, Isram and his Ark were unable to stop a well-prepared Undead Overlord.

The fall of the Ancient Elven Empire caused them to lose too much technology. Although they believe that they are much better than humans, in fact, both sides are at the same level.

The regression in level allowed the overlord who invaded the Ark through the hyperdimensional space to move freely. He easily took away the record of the battle between their Ark and the Ark during the Great Crusade, as well as the soul stones of the Eldar warriors who died in that battle.

After taking these things, he fled. The furious local Ark Council ordered Isram to lead a thousand elite troops to pursue him.

They chased the Undead Overlord to this planet and came face to face with their compatriots.

"The Necrons have been silent for so long, where on earth did this damn metal skeleton come from?"

Isram was annoyed. "Now there's another group of monkeys. Where did they come from?"

Keldos snorted coldly. "We've already lost over thirty warriors, most of them at the hands of those incredibly powerful Monkai. I won't let my compatriots continue to die for a cause that has nothing to do with us."

His meaning was very clear, he just didn't want to bother with those humans.

Islam also supported his idea of ​​focusing his energy on the Necromancer Overlord, but the Savage Eldar outside the gate obviously disagreed.

The solemnity of their ceremony was destroyed by the rough accent of the Savage Eldar. Listening to the loud arguments between the tribe warriors and the Savage Eldar outside the door, the prophet raised his head in displeasure.

"what happened?"

A Scorpion Assault warrior, wearing his war mask, walked in. With a tense expression, he reported to the two leaders, "The Savage Tribe is gathering outside the camp. They claim..."

He observed the two's expressions before continuing, "The large-scale arrival of humans is a defilement of the world's soul, and we are the culprits of all this."

"absurd!"

Keldos was rightfully furious.

He thrust his chainsword into the ground, expressing his displeasure: "We are here to hunt down the Necron Overlord! Don't these fools understand the threat the Necrons pose?"

"They don't care about the Necron Overlord."

Isram interrupted coldly, "In the eyes of our barbaric compatriots, the 'trouble' we bring is more hateful than the undead."

The commotion outside the temple grew louder and louder. Without anyone else's help, the roar of the Savage Eldar Dragon Rider could be faintly heard: "Get out of the Holy Forest! You traitors who attracted the monkeys!"

Unable to suppress his anger, Keldos was about to go out and "argue" with his distant relatives, sword in hand, but Isram stopped him.

"Let's see why our distant cousins ​​are so angry."

He activated the crystal, and his psychic energy projected the monkeys' initial landing point through the crystal. In less than half a day, the place had been transformed into something almost unrecognizable to the two men.

The humming of construction machinery, the towering steel buildings, the earth shaking under their operation, and the forests groaning from being cut down.

The World Soul tried its best to mobilize the environment to fight against these heavy machines, but the effect was minimal. The vines and corrosive fluids it could dispatch were nothing compared to the construction team.

Soul of the World?

Talk to my dump truck!

The Prophet and Si Zhan looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

"Are these monkeys so fast?"

Keldos was surprised that the other party's construction speed exceeded his understanding of those monkeys.

"And from their posture, it seems that they intend to settle on this planet."

Isram concluded.

The two understood why those wild elves were so angry.

To them, every forest is a manifestation of the world's soul, and now humanity's heavy machinery is wreaking havoc on it. If the environment here is destroyed, their world soul will be weakened to the same extent.

These wild spirits are not being unreasonable; their own interests are truly threatened.

The Prophet stood up, realizing he had to do something.

"I'll go and appease them. Keldos, you continue searching for the traces of the Undead Overlord."

"What about the monkeys?"

"We can't just ignore it. We should send a few teams of stalkers and rangers to harass their construction team. That way, we can give our compatriots an explanation."

When the prophet's figure disappeared at the door, Keldos kicked over the tactical sand table fiercely.

The metal skull has not been found yet, the barbarians are making trouble, and humans are expanding -

And they only have more than a thousand tribal warriors!

He knew very well that some problems could not be solved simply by appeasing them. Since these humans were determined to take root here, a war between humans and the elves was inevitable.

Those humans had at least several companies of Astartes on hand. Regardless of the outcome, the battle was bound to be fierce.

When the Savage Eldar encounter an enemy they cannot handle, they will ask the Ark for help. This request for help is not mandatory. If the Ark Eldar are not sure they can win, they will use the excuse of having other things to do to avoid the request for help, or help them contact a more powerful Ark.

But this time they can't avoid it because they are on this planet.

They clearly came here to hunt down the lone Undead Overlord, but how come they ended up getting involved in a war with humans?

The Warlord suddenly missed the Dark Eldar of Comoros. At least those lunatics never used the excuse of "desecrating holy land" to cause trouble for them.

But now that things had come to this, the Warlord had no better solution. He could only trust the prophet and begin to arrange the next battle deployment.

"We need to extract two ranger teams from the ruins and send them to attack the monkeys..."

Keldos sighed.

Warriors of the Ranger Path are experts in stealth and tracking. The Undead Overlord is hiding in the ruins—more precisely, in the underground labyrinth beneath the ruins.

Hunting down the Undead Overlord required the help of Rangers, but he had to split up two Ranger teams. When would they finally catch the elusive Undead Overlord?

But he had no choice.

"Kane, may your wrath be bestowed upon me."

He whispered, "May the prophets show us the way."

Chapter 252: Initial Construction.

Leon asked Horner in orbit to search for possible Eldar settlements on the surface, but Horner found none.

It was indeed difficult to find Hua Douya's whereabouts under the protection of the World Soul and the cover of psychic energy. His plan to use ship cannons and light spears to show these arrogant Eldar what true strength was had to be ruined.

Li Ang was not in a hurry.

Under his arrangement, the colonists' original settlement had been transformed into a massive construction site. In the holographic projection showing the base's scope, the base's outline was expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the west side are neatly arranged barracks, on the east side are the weapons and ammunition production lines that have already been put into production, and in the central area, a small void shield generator is humming under the debugging of the mechanical priests.

"Our void shield and the main energy system used by the void shield are now online."

Urkidix reported to Leon: "Those Eldar can't shoot from behind unless they lurk within the range of the void shield."

But sneaking into the camp was impossible. Using streamlined production lines, the Undead Army had already constructed a perimeter of death defense consisting of automated turrets and induction mines.

The Rangers, who were already unable to enter, could only retreat in disgrace after the Void Shield system was launched. After the frequent harassment disappeared, the priests' construction speed increased to a new level.

Omikron was deeply shocked by the speed of Leon's men.

These production lines, which rely on holographic casting modules, produce products that are very common in the empire. As the sage of Huangquan No. 8, theoretically he should not be surprised by these ordinary weapons.

But it was too fast.

Has it been more than two weeks since they arrived on the surface? They have already built a fully functional foothold and can even produce weapons continuously?

Which production line in the Forge World needed to be meticulously crafted by sages, devoutly prayed by priests, and carefully maintained by apprentices? Which relocated production equipment needed to be repeatedly chanted 9981 times before its original production efficiency could be restored?